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Cazador had sunk his fangs into both of them. They’d both been bled dry, hearts cut down to the quick and given over to immortality against their will, their bodies and souls no more than convenient collateral to further the will of a man hellbent on achieving absolute power.
Perhaps, she and Astarion weren’t all that different, after all. But then again, he was the one who had played her for a fool and put her in this position in the first place.
“I don’t owe you anything.”
The words cut across the air between them, vicious and haughty, and the tiny flicker of understanding that had begun to glow in her chest winks out of existence as she strides forward to slam down the old, rotting book in her hand onto the feeble desk he stands just behind.
“Say that again, Astarion. I dare you.”
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In which, once upon a time, Astarion finds his mark for the night and Rin learns the consequences of naivety. Thankfully, they have an eternity together afterwards to sort it all out.
a post-game fic feat. vampirism, the underdark, and a journey.